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Posted as received. Mother is limping; a guerdon Of her encounter with Bash Ali, Our father; the embattled one. All lizards lie on their stomachs; We don’t know which one Has stomachache. We are men, we are strong Let us beat our wives to prove it! Mon amour, my heartbeat How dare you talk…

Dear Mercy, I am resting my head on my pillow, crossing my legs and my hands are clenched; seeking comfort from the sight of the white ceiling. Its looking directly at me, this isn’t comforting but I am starting to remember everything. Remembering my shivering hands while I typed what I wasn’t man enough to…

Who has angered the heavens That they should expectorate vehemently upon us? Who has pinched off the skin of the sky That it should bleed cats and dogs? The garment of the welkin Drains its water, as it is squeezed mercilessly, Upon us; The tears of the clouds Poke our flesh like slanting swords, Gluing…

This poem was first published on poet’s blog Parents they say Are meant to train up their kids In the way that is just, Expose them to the world While shielding them from the evil within- The father, the pillar of the home The mother, the keeper of the home Baba ni jigi Baba has crumbled And…